She had her legs crossed and I could smell the juices getting secreted from her wet pussy now. After massaging her boobs thoroughly I glided my hands ...o her legs and now without wasting a minute, I spread them wide and rubbed my oily hands all over them; reaching for the pussy and pulling back my hand so as to tease her more and more. Suddenly she grabbed my hand saying, “How much more do you wish to tease me!” As she said that she put my hand on her throbbing pussy and started rubbing it! I. "Come on now Jen. It's not that bad, don't look so worried. We're not going to show this to anybody else, are we Marty? No, we're going to keep it just between us three. Providing of course that you behave yourself and don't do anything to upset me and Marty." The two of them exchanged looks that said it all. They had me in the palms of their hands and would expect me to cater to their sexual needs whenever and wherever they decreed. I felt like screaming, but as my head cleared, I realised. The tightness of her striped skirt that barely covered her ass, the cat-got-the-cream look on his face that made me wonder who he thought about, the people across from me who entered at different stops and talked with such animation… Sex. It all boiled down to what positions I could picture them in.No one inspired great stories in me though, apart from the gentle wondering. I figured my mind was just too tired from work to grasp on to anyone like normal.My sleepy mind turned instead to the man. I have never known my wife so wet it was obviously turning her on. I then told my mate why don’t you fuck her as she loved being a slut. He didn’t need asking twice and as I moved from between her legs he moved in slapping his cock against her pussy which was making her moan.Now his cock was possibly longer than mine but as he said not as thick. My wife said have you two finished comparing cocks I need to be fucked so my mate slid his cock into her pussy with ease as she was so wet, I sat back.